Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Red Hill Marina
"Where the heck are we? Is this the end of the Earth?"
"No, not really, but it is the southern end of the Salton Sea."
"Where are all the people? Where are the birds? Where are the boats? This is a marina, for god's sake. Where's the water? What kind of place is this?"
"My kind of place, Mimi."
"And where's your travel buddy? Did he leave you alone? Again?"
"He's off scrambling around those red rocks up there."
"Isn't he a little old for that?"
"Ssshhh. Don't say that around him, please. And besides, I'm not alone. I have you."
"You know, I'm really starting to worry about you a little bit."
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